" if you can wait till i get home, then i swear to you that we can make this last"
Oh god, im not ready for this whole "moving" thing. I wanna stay. Stay. Just stay. Not to move. I'll miss my friends, Dar, and everyone. There are loads of memories we'd share.
It's hard to get through this kind of feeling. Leaving your love ones behind. Meeting new friends. The scariest thing is for not knowing anyone, i mean ANYONE there. Creeeeeppyyyy.. The worst part is, im not good in making new friends :(
My mom told me, "after pmr, pack your stuff and put it in those boxes. We'll be moving at the end of this November". Those words are STUCKED in my head. I never wished or i never wanted to remind myself that i'll be here with my friends and Dar for a short period of time. LIFE. HAIH. LIFE.